This month in an effort to get my butt back to writing, I took part in a new challenge hosted by the brilliant mistress of mouthwatering recipes Karen of Baking in a Tornado. The peeps involved in this group post picked 4-6 words or short phrases for someone else to turn into a masterpiece. Each word is used at least once, and each blogger receives their own unique set of words submitted by another blogger.
Fun? Of course! I received the following words to use in this post: unexplained phenomena ~ beastly ~ evidence ~ hair ~ investigative journalist ~ backwoods
They were submitted by the lovely Robin at Someone Else’s Genius!
In my house these days there is this unexplained phenomena known as the “undetermined stench”. This is not to be confused with the bog of eternal stench, believe me there is no David Bowie in tight pants dancing around singing about it.
And that is such a pity. This smell just may very well merit a song or two in tight pants. However since we don’t have actually own any such things in our house, you’ll have to settle for me typing this in yoga pants.
Being the mother of two children with questionable toileting habits as well as working in child care for more than ten years, you would think that I would have built up considerable tolerance to all things stinky.
As it turns out not so much.
You see, much like the piles of laundry and the legos that seem to breed in the playroom, I seem to be the only one who even takes note of this foul fetor. I notice it most when I first return to my house after being gone. I come inside and start running around the house, smelling everything in my quest to figure out what the heck that beastly stench is and where it’s coming from! Despite all the evidence that my nose seems to be gathering, I’m at a loss.
I can’t say it’s my power of super smell, because if that’s the case don’t you think I’d already have located it?
I shouldn’t be surprised, after all my abode seems to be the breeding ground for all kinds of hair-cat hair, dog hair, human hair. Why not add a bit of funky smell to the mix as well?
At one point this week I attacked my couch, convinced that there was some sort of evil stanky force at work. I washed everything that was washable, vacuumed and febrezed what was left. While it gave my mind a little rest, the next time I came downstairs, there was that icky smell!
The sink with its neverending pile of dishes doesn’t always smell so wonderful, it would certainly help if Evil Genius would replace the leaky garbage disposal with the brand new one in the box. The one sitting next to the cupboard that the cat uses as a perch to stare at us from.
But I figured that’s not where the stench is coming from either.
The basement has its own brand of special scent. Yucky icky smelly we’ve had a little too much rain at a time loveliness. And cat box. Yet that is not the source of the p.u.
I’m quite close to throwing in the towel and hiring some sort of private eye or investigative journalist to sniff it out and expose this thing wide open.
I don’t know why I should be concerned. After all, it was only this past Christmas that we were up to our ankles in our own deep doo doo in the aforementioned basement, thanks to the tree in the front yard and a few too many doses of miralax. What smells worse than that? My nose should have long thrown in the towel, er, kleenex, after inhaling that particular odor. It was enough to make me want to live like they do in the backwoods… nothing to flush, just a hole in the ground.
Yes folks it’s a good mystery. One that may continue to confound me for the rest of my days before I simply run from the house screaming. At least I’ll be out in the fresh air!
Do you have stink in your sink? A smell where you dwell? Is it simply your loo that smells like poo? Or an undetermined stench in your bench? I’d love to know.
I’d like the record to note that I came up with multiple synonyms for something that stinks. Now, unplug your nose and read on to see what words my fellow writers utilized so splendiferously.
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http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools
http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com/ The Bergham’s Life Chronicles
http://www.juiceboxconfession.com Juicebox Confession
http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/ Confessions of a part-time working mom
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Battered Hope
http://www.healingtomato.com Healing Tomato
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